I was surrounded by a million "hello how are you?"
I want to answer, the old whore supposedly gave birth,
like the grave of the witcher, but I did not grave,
therefore I answer: "normal." Well
you hung up your nose, let’s cheer up.
look how lovely the world is.
but I see around the world full of filth,
and buzzing "live in joy" in my ears.
fuck, fuck, I don’t need your joy,
I'm sad like Keanu. I'm sad like Keanu.
like a lonely octopus lying on the bottom of the ocean
I am sad as Keanu, I am sad as Keanu.
I was surrounded by thousands of "hello how myself?"
I would face them like a cat katsan pissed.
but he either fell asleep, or he was shy, and answered "normally." "and smile
have you tried? "- the fat Armenian asked,
when he was selling ice cream while standing in a stall.
I smiled at her like Maxim Galkin,
she went away to eat ice cream in the shade.
Galygin Vadim came up to me in a dream,
charged miniatures, cracked like a nerd,
I asked him: Fuck off Vadim, I'm sad.
I’m looking, and this is not Vadim, but Julius Guzman.
people ran onto the stage, began to crow
the hall is tearing up the stomachs, such as finally fun.
drinking from a flask forty-degree juice
Wernick tells me: "Why are you so joyless?"
